In church last week, my friend Christina—a mom of an autistic son—shared the following story to describe what being a mom in her situation means. As the mom of an older adopted child, and knowing the difficulties our daughter Joy had with her adopted children, I can say it applies to more than families dealing …

Once again God has been sending me the same message over and over. He knows sometimes I am too dense (or preoccupied) to hear him the first time. Often I start with “Hmmm, that’s interesting,” but by the time I’ve heard the message the third or fourth time from diverse channels, I’m listening and saying, …

Zap! Zowwy! Bam! Whap! Pow! In our house, we call them Batman words. Nonsense onomatopoeia words like those that used to show up on the screen as Batman fought the bad guys. But chazown isn’t a Batman word, as odd as it sounds. It’s the English transliteration of a Hebrew word that means “vision.” And it’s …

When the Matrix movies came out, Les went to see them without me. I had no interest. And that was infinitely interesting to other people. “What, you haven’t seen The Matrix?” they would shriek. People I loved and respected kept telling me I had to see it, that I would love it, that there was …

“You are coming with us,” said our friends Merrilee and Todd several years ago. “You love food like we do, and we know all the best places to eat in New Orleans.” To make sure we actually went on the trip we had discussed for years, Merrilee made all the arrangements—flights, hotel, the planning of …